In a strange state, the hand holding the carving knife suddenly stopped trembling. There was no trembling effect, and the speed and strength of the carving skyrocketed like a rocket.
Breathing seemed extremely even at this moment. With each breath, the grass on the iron plate was condensing and forming at a terrifying speed. Looking carefully, I found that the grass that was about to congeal seemed to be alive with spiritual energy.
After outlining the last stroke of the grass, Ling Fan finally got out of that state. When he saw the grass he had carved, he couldn't help but shout "Okay"!
"What a fart." Lipisner's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly freezing Ling Fan's excited expression.
Ling Fan curled his lips in extreme displeasure, but Ling Fan didn't refute anything. His carving of grass was really great, but there was still a big gap between it and Lipisina's. Not to mention anything else, just the flowing lines.
That's not what the current Ling Fan can do.
Seeing that Ling Fan didn't refute, a slight difference flashed across Lipisner's face, and then he said in a deep voice: "Although the carving was a mess, I finally passed the test. It's very easy for you to carve low-level Dou Seals now, and you are barely qualified to show off to a rookie.
March on."
"What? I can carve low-level seals now? Doesn't that mean I'm a seal master? Hey, why are you knocking me on the head!"
"Don't insult the profession of Dou Seal Master. You are still considered a Dou Seal Master? Dou Seal Apprentices are not worthy of it." Libisna glared at Ling Fan fiercely, with an angry expression like a tigress. Ling Fan had no doubts.
, as long as he dares to refute, this teacher will definitely slap him to death.
"Aren't you a Dou Seal Master who can carve low-level seals?" Ling Fan muttered in his heart and wisely chose to remain silent.
"Okay! You have four hours left now. Go to the Spiritual House to study for two hours, and then go to the Pill House to study for two hours."
Lipisner waved his little hand impatiently and directly issued an order to expel the guests.
"Spirit hut? Pill hut? Aren't they all closed? And I'm not interested in those, so why go there?" Ling Fan frowned slightly. The Dou Seal carving made his fighting spirit soar, so he wished he could stay here all the time.
Why are you willing to leave so easily?
"Attention, if you don't go to the spirit cabin and the elixir cabin, you will violate the rookie agreement and be left in the rookie world forever..."
"Wait!" Ling Fan wiped his cold sweat and thought, why is this annoying system sound coming again? What kind of rookie agreement is it going to end?
"This world is called the rookie world, and rookies are gods. If you want to become a rookie, you must learn and surpass everything here."
Libisner's calm voice came, making Ling Fan wipe his cold sweat again. It turns out that in this dimension, a rookie is equal to a god, which means that he has signed an agreement to become a god.
"Whatever, as long as it can improve your strength!" Ling Fan gritted his teeth, expelled the illusion of the so-called god from his mind, bowed his hand to Lipisna for the first time, and then pushed out the door.
While Ling Fan pushed the door open, Libisna raised her little head, a hint of teasing flashed in her bright eyes: "If you want to become a rookie, you have to endure a lot of hardships."
Inhaling the earthy aroma, he glanced at the Spirit House and the Pill House, and found that the two wooden doors, which were originally closed, were now slightly open with a crack.
"Spiritual power is an illusory existence. It determines your ability to grasp things. Alchemists, casters, seal masters, archers, etc., these top professions all require the blessing of strong mental power."
On the wooden plaque were words that Ling Fan had read countless times. To this, Ling Fan still nodded in agreement!
"Asshole! How can these professions be considered the best? There is only one top profession in the world, the spiritual mage!"
The big blood-red characters full of resentment severely criticized the truth mentioned thousands of times in the book. Ling Fan had already experienced this in Douyin Hut, so he was not surprised at all.
"Is anyone here?" Knocking on the door, Ling Fan asked in a low voice in an extremely gentle tone. He clearly remembered that when he entered the Douyin hut, he was almost killed by Libisna, so he had to be careful what he said this time.
.
"What are you whining about? You stink of sweat. I can smell it from a few streets away. Why don't you get out of here!" The rude words exploded in Ling Fan's mind like thunder, and Ling was shocked.
Fan's whole body went limp, and his thinking went blank for three seconds.
After coming back to his senses, Ling Fan quickly wiped away the cold sweat. What was this all about? He almost fell down with just one sentence. What kind of fierce uncle lived in the hut.
"Just come in, I'm afraid you won't make it!" Ling Fan gritted his teeth, kicked the wooden door away, and stepped into the hut extremely carefully.
Ling Fan was careful enough, but when he entered the hut, his eyesight went dark, and everything in all directions seemed to have turned into a black hole, with no light at all. He turned around quickly and found that it was also pitch black behind him, and his vision was completely useless.
Practicing Dou Qi can improve sight and hearing. In Ling Fan's current situation, even if he goes deep into a cave a thousand meters deep, he can still see things around him clearly without relying on any light. In this small house, his sight is completely cut off.
!
"Hey, brat, I, Kenny, dare to kick down the door. You are very brave." In the dark cabin, the uncle chuckled wildly, and his unabashed joking mood was conveyed to Ling Fan's mind through his voice.
What surprised Ling Fan was that the sound made him feel very ethereal. No matter how good his hearing was, he just couldn't detect the source of the sound. It seemed like people were making sounds from all directions.
"Uncle, you are joking. How dare you kick uncle's door? It's just that the door is too old. I just want to give you a new one." The strange scene made Ling Fan feel cold in his heart. He quickly held his hands in the dark and said.
Even he himself finds it a shameless excuse.
Yes! He just kicked the wooden door away, and he did it on purpose!
"Hey, the boy is quite clever, but you can't just change my skills! You came to me to cultivate your spiritual power and become a spiritual mage."
Ling Fan said with a smile: "Spirit mage is the top profession in the world, and I naturally want to learn it."
After saying this, Ling Fan secretly gave himself a slap in the face. If it weren't for the damn rookie agreement, an idiot would have come to this hellish place.
"You're very enlightened! With your qualifications, you couldn't even think about being a spiritual mage. But you're lucky. You entered a state of mental meditation when you were learning Dou Seal. Not only did your fighting spirit reach the peak of the seventh stage, but your mental power also barely reached the entry level.
standard."
"Seventh level peak?" Except for these four words, all other words were ignored by Ling Fan! He quickly sat cross-legged and found that the fighting energy in his body was unimaginably full. The refreshing feeling made him couldn't help but scream to the sky.
"Haha, it's so cool! It's so cool. I'm at the peak of the seventh level. If I do it again tomorrow, I can break through the eighth level!"
"What are you dreaming about? During the Qi training period, there is a dividing line between the seventh and eighth levels. Without understanding, it is impossible to reach the eighth level of fighting spirit. Hey, why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's start mental training now."
The uncle poured cold water on Ling Fan. Before Ling Fan could retort, he felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and countless punches and kicks were suddenly applied to him.
The abdomen, head, hands, feet...all the body was attacked.
"Damn! Who, who is beating me up in a group! Damn it, don't slap me in the face..." Ling Fan was shocked. There were at least seven or eight people who beat him up, and all of them were as strong as him.
Unseen, Ling Fan fought back at will like crazy. He clearly felt that there were enemies on all sides, but his slow fists and kicks always hit the empty space, which made him very depressed.
But the other party was merciless and attacked him in all directions. Ling Fan had never encountered this kind of group beating.
"If you want to cultivate your mental power, you must first cultivate your ability to resist fighting. When your body is able to react reflexively when encountering a crisis, then your mental power will be truly introductory. By then, you will naturally be here
In the dark space, you can see everything clearly."
"Uncle Kenny, don't tell me, all I have to do is get beaten here!"
"Sadly, I guess so!"
"Damn! You are cruel, you are all cruel, I am even crueler than you. The beating I received today will be repaid tenfold in the future. Damn it, I told you not to slap me in the face..."
In the dark room, Ling Fan fought back in vain. Under endless beatings, he always insisted on standing. In order to prevent himself from crying out in pain, he gritted his teeth and made a "crunching" sound.
Two hours later, with the sound of a kick in the butt, Ling Fan was violently thrown out of the mental cabin. At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and not a single piece of flesh was left on his body from the beatings.
Standing up with trembling legs, he raised his middle finger to the wooden door that had been restored to its original state without knowing when. After cursing in his heart, Ling Fan dragged his body towards the elixir hut.
In front of the wooden plaque, Ling Fan didn't need to read it to know that it must be written on it: A true master of alchemy can use even a piece of wild grass to refine a divine elixir that can bring the dead back to life.
"Bullshit! I will give you a weed, and then beat you half to death. You can save yourself and let me see! The real master of refining medicine is to use 100% of the medicinal materials to achieve 200% of the effectiveness!"
Ling Fan has long been used to this kind of criticism!
"Alchemist, after all, he saves lives and heals the wounded. After being tortured in the spiritual hut, he can always get treatment here." With an idea that even he himself did not believe, Ling Fan was about to push the door in, but the door opened by itself.
, two long snow-white legs stepped out from it.
Her long breasts were only covered by milky white lace up to her knees. Looking up, a girl with a hot figure and a white dress stood tall.
This woman is about twenty years old. She has long fiery red hair draped over her shoulders. Her beautiful face is full of wildness that conquers all. Her half-covered and half-exposed breasts extend with an intoxicating perfect line.
That wildness complements each other.
"Boy, take this volcanic pill and your injury will be healed!" The woman threw a red pill to Ling Fan, waved her hand, and a seductive voice floated into her mind.
"Uh..." Ling Fan didn't expect that the owner of the hut was such a young and beautiful woman. After taking the pill, he immediately gave the woman a gift: "Thank you, beautiful sister, you're welcome."
As he spoke, he sniffed the pill in his hand, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the pill without hesitation. After the pill entered his stomach, a violent energy surged out, instantly healing all Ling Fan's injuries.
Ling Fan was overjoyed, and when he was about to thank the woman again, he suddenly heard a "bang" in his body, and an indescribable pain spread throughout his body. At that moment, he was very sure that his intestines had been exploded!
"you……"
After the first explosion, his body immediately had a chain reaction, with a "rumbling" explosion that made him unable to even speak.
"No need to thank me, just call me Teacher Madu from now on! By the way, the volcanic pill you took was just created by me. It may be a bit strong, but it will reshape your body. Of course, if you can't stand the pain, you may
You will die like this. Well, when you can endure it, come in and become a disciple."
Plop! Ling Fan's whole body was red, and he felt as if his body was ignited by magma. He was in unspeakable pain. He kept hitting his head on the ground and pointing at Madu. Although he could not speak, he cursed her thousands of times in his heart.
Tens of thousands of times.
"Devil! Demon! You let me take the medicine you just created, and it's life-threatening."
Now Ling Fan feels that Uncle Kenny is really cute, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times cuter than this Ma Dou! No, Lipisina is the cutest!
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